Bumpy Road

A bumpy road lies ahead,
Feeling cool, ever so cool ahead.
Let chilly times be gone,
A broken path is afoot.

For the vehicle shall be strong,
And the freezing is damaging,
In a dirty road or river,
In the prickly rain of nutrition.

I see this road as a fluffy bridge,
To find the damp undergrowth
Where I see a sweet little dirt,
Where I recline for all day to come.

The vacation is sticky weather,
Short but modern, in a rapid way;
Melted ice sees us trapped,
And we are slow on this bumpy road.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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